As the title suggests, I’m in a pretty grumpy mood today. It’s one of those “Does everybody hate me?” funks I sometimes find myself in when anxiety rears it’s angry head. There’s hasn’t been an argument or any kind of falling out with person X or Y, but naturally, when anxiety is high alert,... Continue Reading →
The flowers keep wilting, For they know that you’ve gone. They sing out lonely, heartbroken song. They long for your touch, Attention, And care, Breathing your water, They thirst for your air. They live out the days, In their milky white vase, Murky water subsiding, Reflecting your face.
Oh, guilt. Hello old friend. Us introverts are really good at the G-word. I’m certainly not the first person to feel introvert related guilt, but it does seem it’s a lesser talked about subject, even in the introvert world. Probably because it we don’t want to talk about it and have one more thing to... Continue Reading →